Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/ poeticdrivel.blogspot.com
Port aux Basques in September
“Only a fish storm, no threat to anyone…”
- a weather guy south of the 49th
To our weather guy there is nothing north of Maine He has never seen Port aux Basques With summer snow still bright along the hills Above ***-holey Canada 1 (mind the moose)
(“Only a fish storm, no threat to anyone…”)
He has never heard of Cape Ray or the Newfie Bullet Or seen the little fishing boats tacking in at dawn Or the astrolabe that says to the voyager “Now here at last is your dear New-Found Land”
(“Only a fish storm, no threat to anyone…”)
He will never mourn the wreckage and loss Because for him there is nothing north of Maine
(“Only a fish storm, no threat to anyone…”)
Town of Channel-Port aux Basques | Canada's Ferry Gateway to Newfoundland
I have visited Newfoundland only once, crossing from Nova Scotia to Port aux Basques in June 2005 on the elegant but now-scrapped MV Caribou. Such beauty!
The 18th century archaism of “New-Found Land” is deliberate.